The story begins with the encounter between Gu Zhi and Mo Tuan under the tree. The young man's eyes were clear, his smile was full of laughter, and an innocent friendship quietly sprouted. They live together, enjoy the setting sun, and accompany each other in countless mornings and evenings. The years are like a stream, flowing quietly, like drops of water piercing the stone, and love quietly takes root and spreads.
At first it was laughter side by side, but later there was a silent understanding. When Mo Tuan was ill, Gu Zhi waited all night; when Gu Zhi was missing, Mo Tuan whispered comfort. Time turns friendship into deep affection. You can tell each other's thoughts at a glance without the need for words. Love has bloomed quietly over the long years.
